Chapter 126 Biscuits From The Cookie Maker Ii

• Cookies in the cookie jar? I frowned, confused about what a “cookie jar” was. Maybe Isla and Vanessa had left her some cookies.
• I headed towards my house, worried about leaving the two of them there, alone. It was still better than taking them with me. Maybe they would have more respect in the church, where God was everywhere. Danna didn't respect that much, but the Julianas did... At least I hoped so.
• When I got to the kitchen I saw the oranges on the table and felt guilty. I cut them in half and quickly squeezed them, making two juices. When I got back to the church I saw Juliana staring at Danna, who was eating something while rolling up some strips of fabric.